"Penguin #1, your fly is down." "What?" *looks down* "Oh." *resumes theme music*

I realized that on my dashboard thingy it says this is my 50th post... *cheers*.

Today I was in the bathroom at lunch, and there was a guy(obviously gay) who was standing in the bathroom, talking to a girl in the line. It took me a few seconds to realize why that seemed so strange, but it was definitely one of the more awkward things that has happened to me lately.

I went to the Simonds dance last night. It was pretty fun, nothing really out of the ordinary happened, and it seems like the group of 10- 15ish people I was hanging out with were the only ones there who were sober. Isn't high school great?

On Wednesday, I picked up my clarinet for the first time in a year and a half. Surprisingly, I can still play it pretty well. I kind of want to learn how to play saxophone, now, because it seems like a more useful instrument than a clarinet, and it's very similar to a clarinet. So therefore it probably wouldn't be too difficult for me to pick up. I just have to find one that I can use, I guess.

I'm doing a 30 hour famine thing today and tomorrow. I haven't eaten since... oh, about 1pm, and I already feel really hungry. But I'm determined that I can last the entire 30 hours. I can't eat until supper tomorrow. I think I'll be fine today, but tomorrow is what I'm worried about. Speaking of that, I have about an hour and a half to get pledges...
So long,
-J-

Penguins.

There really hasn't been much going on lately. I've basically been sitting around, waiting for the grass to turn green. It rained today, if that's of any interest.

I am, however, really siked about the thought that I'm going to Kenya this summer. Only a little over 3 months! I'm a bit depressed that I won't see my friends for most of the summer, though.

This weekend, on Friday night, I'm going to the 30 hour famine thing at my church. I can't eat from Friday lunch until Saturday supper. I don't think that I'll handle it well, considering that I usually notice a lot when I skip a meal. I need to somehow find enough money to get pizza for lunch on Friday... and I need to somehow raise pledges for it, too, and I don't have any free nights from now until Friday.

Saturday night I'm going to Fredericton for something or other. Sunday my grandparents are coming over, and my dad's going on a business trip on Monday, I believe.

Today in French class we started watching 2012(it was either that or New Moon). Robin said it was really scary, but so far I've found their attempts to make it dramatic pretty pathetic, and convinces me even more that the whole 'world ending in 2012' is just something to make people panic for no reason.

I want to go to the beach. Badly. As soon as it's April, it's acceptable to go to the beach, right? Whatever. I went to the beach in May last year on a cold, rainy day, where my dad had to rescue me, Katie and Sam with his car as we sat under the slide trying to keep out of the rain. Oh, good times.

I got a bunch of clothes from Katie that she didn't want anymore, and for the last few mornings, I've kind of grabbed a shirt out of the bag, and guess I'll keep doing that until there's none left in the bag. I seem to have some sort of issue with hanging new clothes in my closet right away. I have to wear them first.

My grumpy science teacher fell down the stairs last week and broke her leg. I feel strangely unsympathetic about it. We've had a sub since last Tuesday.
-J-

My dad got a label maker= the barbaque now has a sticker on it that says 'Beware of angry gophers'

The only thing I can think of since I posted last is that my cat pinged herself in the eye with a rubber band and sat around looking sick all morning. She's now sitting on the end of my bed excessively shedding. Then I watched Julie&Julia, which was amusing. I'm currently waiting for Fame, the new version of the movie, to load. I spent a good portion of New Year's Eve watching the old TV series Fame, and then I found out their was a new movie, so hopefully it doesn't ruin the awesomeness of the TV series for me. I hope they didn't modernize it and all the characters still wear leg warmers and carry around their boom boxes to listen to during class. There was one part of the TV series where one of the characters angrily picks up his boom box and storms out of the classroom. That struck everybody in Sam's living room as strangely hilarious.
PEACE,
-J-

Ffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff... pickles.

I seriously have nothing to do right now. Nothing at all.

Today, Sam, Katie, Tiffany and I went job hunting. So far, I've applied at Lawtons and Walmart. I think I'm going to apply at On the Vine, a little produce market up the road a bit, and the Guardian drug store up the road a bit the opposite way. Hopefully, this results in a part time job starting some time in the next few weeks.

I ate so much junk food today. At the mall I got fries, then a milkshake from Dairy Queen, and a bunch of Caramilk pieces from one of those big bags.

I've decided that I want to write a book that the opening line is "Little did they know that they were prancing to their deaths". Just to say that I did.

I would write more, but there isn't anything to write about.
May the unicorns be with you,
-J-